It went badly. Yes, indeed, it went badly. Certainly for those who had prepared a nice mainstream progressive liberal weekend: Salvini guilty, the inhumane government deporting poor immigrants to Albania, and NGO stars in the spotlight. Richard Gere on Fabio Fazio’s Che tempo che fa on Channel 9 was, of course, the cherry on top.
But then, what do these magistrates do? They apply the law, not ideology, and acquit the unspeakable – for them, a symbol of the “cancel and woke” culture – League leader from the charge of kidnapping.
The poor, grayed-out, former heartthrob Richard, who had declared himself anti-Salvini as a whim during a summer boat party on the Mediterranean, had to limit himself to talking about his latest film, Oh, Canada. Apparently, it’s amazing, but at Christmas, as per popular tradition, I go to watch Boldi and De Sica. Now split up like panettone halves: to see them both, I have to jump from one theater to another.
The truth is that the endorsements of various celebrities like Gere don’t matter anymore. I said the same when old De Niro tried to rally a crowd (that wasn’t there) outside the Trump trial, who ended up winning big, partly thanks to Hollywood’s over-the-hill figures.
Meanwhile, Musk is increasingly sticking his nose into European affairs. Maybe Fazio should have stopped by Atreju to get a better sense of how the future is shaping up.
